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Chapter 12 by Yellowjacket7 Yellowjacket7

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Run

Emily looked at the man staring at her, and then glanced around at the people in the lobby, several of whom had already turned to see what the noise was about.

Her cheeks flushed even redder, and one hand swung up to try and cover her breasts, suddenly wanting to find herself some form of cover.

You nudge her mind a little, knowing that her fight or flight instincts are starting to kick in and you push her towards flight, not that it takes much.

With a gasp for air, Emily suddenly pushed past the man, her arm still squeezed tight across her breasts as she broke into a run, dashing deeper into the lobby and making her way towards the elevator at the far end, levels of noise suddenly growing up around her, including a very worrying shout of "Security!"

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